Friday, April 25, 2008
The Thing About Sharks And Cats
It was a few weeks after the sharks, and the flying. The panic was sinking in, the unreality, punditry, end of the world.. itry. After the initial safety broadcasts, safety broadcast ignorings, and such, there were the inevitable rash of dog eatings. But soon after, it was noticed that among the dog remains, there was something missing.
Cat remains.
Cats weren't being eaten, at least by sharks. Inexplicably, and of only mild slightly more than disinterest to cats, the sharks, for lack of a better word, liked them. But in the opposite of the desire to eat, sense. There was much discussion among the edible folk as to why. Much interest in studying cats, capturing and dissecting them, to learn why, was had. Except.
They had to first get past the sharks.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Hillary: Truth and Consequences
In what was widely expected to be her concession speech, Hillary Clinton instead stunned supporters and viewers by declaring victory, in spite of her narrow loss to Barack Obama. Inexplicably, Clinton went further and claimed to have finally won enough delegates to make her the presumptive Democratic Nominee. This despite currently trailing Obama by over one hundred delegates, as well as the popular vote.
She then revealed that she just got off the phone with Barack Obama, and he offered his congratulations and then confided in her that he was dropping out of the race. This revelation appears to run counter to Obama's just-delivered victory speech not thirty minutes ago.
Wrapping up her speech, she went on to claim responsibility for all of Martin Luther King's speeches, a cure for cancer, and the good parts of gravity.
The Clinton campaign has so far not responded to repeated requests for clarification.
It's a girl. With a tarantula on her face.
Sometimes it's oddly stressful, getting artwork lined up for the weekend. I try to do a drawing a week, and it's usually a Friday and Saturday night, random actual hours, since there's random social mixed in at the pub where I draw. But work is a long week of creative-energy-requiring, um, energy. So it's not always easy to brainstorm and plan and execute a new drawing. More often than I'd like, I'm scrambling on a Friday afternoon for inspiration. So this weekend, it was tarantula, and girl. Dunno why. I figured there'd be a good story in the idea of a girl with a tarantula tattoo on her face. Hell there probably is. But I kind of lost interest about 3/4 of the way in. Turns out, I don't really care what her story is. So it goes.
shunnr: Video Killed The Flickr Star
Well not really. But judging by the sturm and drang over Flickr adding video, you'd think there was a sudden outbreak of world peace or something.
Sunday, April 06, 2008
Obama & Clinton: No, I'M with the Vice President
Voter: So here's one I don't get. Hillary is all for Michigan and Florida votes being counted, righ?
Hillary Aide: Right. She feels very strongly that voters shouldn't be disenfranchised.
Voter: Okay. So what's up with North Dakota? Wasn't she just there last weekend, trying to get the state delegates, delegates pledged to Obama, to switch their votes to her? I mean, North Dakota went huge for Obama. So when she's trying to get the results essentially reversed, isn't she very literally disenfranchising voters?
Hillary Aide: Well, to be fair, according to the rules, there's no such thing as a "pledged" delegate. And more importantly, Those were Obama voters. Hillary feels that anyone who voted for Obama, has already disenfranchised themselves from the process. Just like anyone who voted for Edwards, or Kucinich, or any of the other candidates. Those are lost votes, totally wasted. So in North Dakota, she's trying to save the voters from the terrible mistake they made. She really wants them to be a part of this important process.
Voter: uh. What process is that?
Hillary Aide: The Elect Hillary Process.
Mari Loves Shellfish
So. How'd you two meet?
Oh, you know. The internet.
Really? huh., figures. So.. I have to ask. Isn't it a little weird that she shows her, uh, you know?
What? her mouth?
No, I mean her-
Yeah. That's her mouth. See the teeth? Dude, c'mon. This is a company picnic. Besides, she's really shy. Whenever she gets nervous, she squirts ink everywhere. Seriously. When we were first getting to know each other, I had to have plastic sheets covering all my stuff.
Wow. I'm sorry man, I didn't know. So if that's her mouth, then where's her..
Dude. That's kind of personal. How about you get your mind out of the gutter, while I go get Phil from accounting away from her? She's about to spray ink all over the fruit tray.
